• Are You Happy Now?
    “Are you happy now?” I scoffed at the question my opposite asked with a smile. As she smiled, her bright brown eyes gently glowing with happiness and her brown hair flowed around her waist like cascading water. She stood in the light of the window, a lose board covering the window hovered over her small figure. A light breeze blew through gently caressing her, causing her white dress to flutter around her and her hair lifted like a halo. This girl…I hated her.
    “What is the happiness?” She blinked at my question and her smiled faltered. She looked at me in my dark corner of blue roses. I sat with my silver hair pooling around me, my single blue eye stared at her with distain. The breeze didn’t touch me but swirled around her and I frowned. She quickly regained her smile and I shut my eye, growing tired of her antics. I heard her shift her position, begin to walk and the shutting of the door. I opened my eye again finding only the breaking walls and I gave a bitter smile. That girl…that angel…I hate her…
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    “Are you happy now?” The angel asked once again returning to my hell. I turned my head refusing to look at her, I heard her take a step forward and I frowned. Yet today was different, when she enter I saw her feet were bandaged. Inside I felt a ounce of pleasure…this angel can get hurt as bad as I. My eye wondered to my feet looking at the aged wraps with a ting of pain. I gently stroked a blue rose and turned my head back to the girl. Her smile still plastered on her sun-kissed skin with warmth. This girl…I hate her.
    “What is the happiness?” She learned now to expect this question and smiled almost brighter.
    “Having company!” She exclaimed happily, wrinkling her eyes to match her smile. I glared at her wanting to hit that girl so badly, to see her cry out in pain as I would tower over her. Instead I answered her childish question.
    “You are no happiness!” I spat out, narrowing my eye. This made her smile fall, her face twisted up into a mask of sadness. I felt a small triumph, making this angel stop her horrible smile. I watched as she silently walked out, shutting the door. That girl…I hate her…
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    Everyday was the same…that girl came inside my darkness shining her light and asking me the same question…Are you happy now? And every time I would ask her the same…What is the happiness? Yet, I found myself beginning to wait for the sun to set and rise so that the angel would come…
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    “Are you happy now?” She asked with her bright smile. I looked at her with a blank face and twirled a blue rose. The angel sat down in the light of the window…it was so fitting…
    “What is the happiness?” I asked in a board voice, looking into the depth of the blue petals. I heard her shift and I glanced at her. She looked almost regretful as she answered.
    “Not begin alone in the dark…” I froze and slowly stared at her. This angel…this girl…I HATE HER! My body moved quickly as I reached out from the dark and grabbed the angel’s dress straps. The sunlight hit my pale skin with a sizzle and I felt it begin to burn. I shook her body with rage and she looked at me in fear. Her face so frightened…made me even angrier, I released a strap. With all my anger I smacked the angel’s sun-kissed face, a cry ripped from her perfect rosy-lips.
    “I AM NOT ALONE IN THE DARK!” I screamed hearing it echo in the weary house. She looked up at me with crystal filled eyes and I felt…satisfied. I released her and shrank back into abyss of black, gently rubbing my burned hands. The angel stared at me, and quickly fled. That girl…I hate her…
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    That foolish girl came back…a beautiful smiled on her face. I felt a twinge of remorse for hitting that perfect face and making her cry. I rubbed my wrapped hands, looking down at my roses. The angel smiled and held a hand behind her back, I took a quick glance at her. She looked neither sad nor angry…just happy. From behind her back she gently pulled out a bright yellow sunflower and sticking it out towards me. I stared at in confusion, looking from her to the flower.
    “Is it for me?” I asked hesitantly, biting my lower lip. The angel smiled and nodded happily. She stuck the flower into my dark, I gently grabbed the sunflower. She smiled wider and then flung herself into my dark, wrapping her arms around my frail body. As she embraced me I felt her radiating warmth and love.
    “Are you happy now?” She whispered into my ear, her breath like a calming breeze. I felt my eye water, and started to sob. I wrapped my arms around her and held her close, sobbing into her shoulder.
    “What is the happiness?” I sobbed out. I could feel her smile as she answered.
    “Having a friend…”

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